We spent last night in Virgin Gorda outside The Bitter End. It used to be a resort, now it’s a shattered wreck. Just round the corner is Necker Island, owned by Richard Branson, also a bit of a mess but nothing compared to Virgin Gorda. There were the usual boats up on the beaches, but the hotel itself was destroyed; roofs from the cottages hallway up the hill and the front wall of each cottage gone leaving just a skeleton. I took the drone up for a look this morning but managed to fly it straight into the mast after take off. Amazingly it’s still alive. Eric will remember me doing something like this before.
We moved across to Anegada for tonight; I’ve never been here before. It’s a totally flat island so we need the wind to die down which it is forecasted to do. I’m looking forward to a lobster dinner tonight with some exploring tomorrow.